30+ Best Christmas Poems for Kids


When I say hurray!

Hurray when I say, 

Christmas is here, 

Hurray let the fun begin with this day,

May all the special gifts come my way, 

This Christmas will bring in a new cheer, 

As I have made it clear, 

To celebrate it with laughter and joy, 

Just like the sound of toy, 

Merry Christmas! 

Oh Santa waiting for you

How have you been oh Santa Dear?

Spread the cheer and come near, 

I was waiting for your Christmas gift, 

An opportunity not to be missed, 

Thank you Santa for making my day so bright, 

Now my Christmas will be alright, 

No my Christmas will be extraordinary,

Merry Christmas!

Look at my tree 

Just look at my Christmas tree,

It's so tall with so many decorations around 

Look at the smiling faces in my house 

The happiness that surrounds, 

Christmas cheer bring a new vibe 

When you can just be as you are 

Shining so bright as the star 

Up there on my tree 

Merry Christmas is here to thee 

With so many smiles to be!

I made a snowman

I made a lovely snowman on this day 

And I also made a wonderful star 

For my shining Christmas tree 

I made so many things for friends 

I made it from the glee

I wish to spread the joy all over this place 

For Christmas brings in a new phase 

And brightens up the life 

Merry Christmas to you! 

Spread the cheer too!

Remember the Reindeer  

Hang up the stockings.

Decorate the tree.

Presents placed perfectly.

What a sight to see!

Milk and cookies are out,

Kids are tucked in tight.

There’s so much to do

On Christmas Eve night!

Before you take a snooze

And dream of the next day,

Don’t forget some food

For the friends who pull the sleigh!

You see, reindeer need snacks, too

A little love and fun

To help Santa through the night,

And get the important job done!

Christian christmas poems for kids

It's a merry day 

Singing on this merry day 

And singing aloud on this day 

You know that there is something magical 

About this Christmas day 

There is joy all over the place 

There is a loving grace 

To be with family and alike 

The love and peace all in stride 

Christmas is a special day! 

And it's on the way!


Santa is coming at my place

Santa is coming at my place, 

Oh what a fun oh what a fun, 

This time I want to be number one, 

In receiving the gifts from him, 

Christmas is my favourite festival of all time, 

I feel so blessed like the sound of chime, 

I love Christmas very much, 

My love for Santa and Christ is such, 

Merry Christmas and happy New Year!

My Sister Thinks She’s Santa Claus

by Kenn Nesbitt

My sister thinks she’s Santa Claus.

It’s really kind of cute.

She likes to shout out “Ho, Ho, Ho!”

and wears a bright red suit.

She carries lots of toys around

inside a great big sack

and keeps her eight pet reindeer

with her sleigh out in the back.

She even has a workshop

where she makes a lot of noise

directing all the elves who help

by making brand new toys.

Then once a year, on Christmas Eve,

she flies off in her sleigh

delivering her gifts around the world

for Christmas Day.

She’d make a perfect Santa

which is why it’s just too bad

my sister can’t be Santa Claus;

see, Santa is our dad.

The First Christmas
by Marian Swinger

It never snows at Christmas in that dry and dusty land.

Instead of freezing blizzards, there are palms and drifting sands,

and years ago a stable and a most unusual star

and three wise men who followed it, by camel, not by car,

while, sleepy on the quiet hills, a shepherd gave a cry.

He'd seen a crowd of angels in the silent starlit sky.

In the stable, ox and ass stood very still and calm

and gazed upon the baby, safe and snug in Mary's arms.

And Joseph, lost in shadows, face lit by an oil lamp's glow

stood wondering, that first Christmas Day, two thousand years ago


Cookies for Santa

 by Kenn Nesbitt

I baked a dozen cookies

and I put them on a plate,

and I set them out for Santa Claus,

except for one I ate.

That cookie was amazing

and I couldn’t quite resist…

so I ate another one

that I was sure would not be missed.

I knew it wouldn’t matter

if I only ate one more.

Then I gobbled up another one.

Why not? That’s only four.

I accidentally dropped

another couple on the ground.

I knew Santa wouldn’t want them

so I swiftly scarfed them down.

Another couple disappeared.

I may have eaten those,

though I couldn’t say for certain,

but I guess that’s how it goes.

I figured four was likely more

than Santa Claus would need

so I polished off another few

with unexpected speed.

Before I knew what happened

all the damage had been done,

and I realized I’d accidentally

eaten every one.

I guess it’s best, since Santa

sort of needs to watch his weight.

When he visits us this Christmas

I sure hope he likes the plate.

Galactic Greetings

by Linda Knaus and Kenn Nesbitt

On Saturn there’s no “Season’s Greetings!”

Neptune, no “Noel!”

On Mercury no “Merry Christmas!”

Uranus as well.

On Pluto there’s no “Happy New Year!”

Mars, no “Ho Ho Ho!”

No “Jingle Bells” on Jupiter.

No Venus “Let it Snow!”

Those planets have no Christmas,

which is why it’s said with mirth,

“A Merry Christmas one and all,

we wish you Peace on Earth.”

The Night After Christmas


'Twas the night after Christmas, and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring—excepting a mouse.

The stockings were flung in haste over the chair,

For hopes of St. Nicholas were no longer there.

The children were restlessly tossing in bed,

For the pie and the candy were heavy as lead;

While mamma in her kerchief, and I in my gown,

Had just made up our minds that we would not lie down,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.

Away to the window I went with a dash,

Flung open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave the lustre of noon-day to objects below.

When what to my long anxious eyes should appear

But a horse and a sleigh, both old-fashioned and queer;

With a little old driver, so solemn and slow,

I knew at a glance it must be Dr Brough.

I drew in my head, and was turning around,

When upstairs came the Doctor, with scarcely a sound,

He wore a thick overcoat, made long ago,

And the beard on his chin was white with the snow.

He spoke a few words, and went straight to his work;

He felt all the pulses,—then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

With a nod of his head to the chimney he goes:—

'A spoonful of oil, ma'am, if you have it handy;

No nuts and no raisins, no pies and no candy.

These tender young stomachs cannot well digest

All the sweets that they get; toys and books are the best.

But I know my advice will not find many friends,

For the custom of Christmas the other way tends.

The fathers and mothers, and Santa Claus, too,

Are exceedingly blind. Well, a good-night to you!'

And I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight:

These feastings and candies make Doctors' bills right!' 


I Dreamed it Was December

I dreamed it was December

and the trees were draped in snow,

that Christmas would be coming;

just a few more weeks to go.

I dreamed we’d have a holiday,

a festive winter break.

We’d give each other presents

and we’d feast on pie and cake.

I dreamed we’d decorate the house

to celebrate the Yule.

And, best of all, we’d get

a little time away from school.

I dreamed I’d make a snowman

and go sliding on my sled.

But then I heard my mother saying,

“Wake up sleepyhead.”

I dreamed it was December

and would soon be New Year’s Day.

It stinks to have that dream

and then find out it’s only May.


Sleeping Santa

by Kenn Nesbitt

I woke this Christmas morning

and, much to my surprise,

a sleeping, snoring Santa Claus

was there before my eyes.

It seems he was exhausted

from staying up all night,

delivering his presents on

a long and tiring flight.

He made it to our fireplace,

before he fell asleep,

but couldn’t take another step

and crumpled in a heap.

And there he slumbered soundly.

He slept the night away,

until I came upon him on

the hearth on Christmas day.

My puppy started barking.

My sister gave a yell.

But Santa didn’t hear a thing

as far as I could tell.

He didn’t feel me shake him.

He didn’t hear the dog.

So Santa’s at our house this morning,

sleeping like a log.


Short christmas poems for kids

For you with love 

The spirit of Christmas, 

Through your eyes, 

Of all the candles and candies, 

Small but you are acting wise,

Waiting for Santa on the door, 

Christmas is a time to adore, 

All those who love you child! 

Merry Christmas!

Christmas Wishes For You

This Christmas I wish Santa Claus brings you lots of gifts,

I wish this winter, your days are filled with only happiness. 

This Christmas, I wish you have lesser bruises and torn knees, 

May your Christmas be sweet just like fresh honey made by bees. 

Merry Christmas to you kiddo. 

To bow in 

Hurrah! Christmas is coming, 

It is the time to celebrate the birth of Lord 

To bow in front of Almighty God 

And thank him for things that he has given 

And thank him for he is there 

To protect me and my family 

It's the time to spread the cheer in the heart 

For making that one wonderful start 

Merry Christmas time!

The bells are 

The bells are ringing can you hear them 

The Santa is out on his way 

It's a feeling so special today 

When you feel everything will be good 

With a smile on your face and touchwood 

Christmas is a merry time 

When you do things that you wish to 

So wishing a very merry Christmas to you!

The season of 

It's the season which brings joy in the heart 

Right there from the start 

Here is my snow man which is short 

Here are my cookies that are sweet and crisp 

The season of spreading the joy 

It's the season when I can enjoy 

Yeah! Christmas time is here,

So I would like to smile all day

It's the Christmas day!

Merry Christmas To My Tiny Little Friend 

Merry Christmas to my tiny little friend,

May Daddy give you more pocket money than you can spend.

May Mommy make delicious delicacies for you everyday,

May Santa Claus get your presents flooded through the hallway! 

Wishing you a Memorable Christmas! 


  Funny Christmas Poems for kids

 Talking Turkeys

by Benjamin Zephaniah

Be nice to yu turkeys

dis christmas

Cos’ turkeys just wanna hav fun

Turkeys are cool, turkeys

are wicked

An every turkey has a Mum.

Be nice to yu turkeys

dis christmas,

Don’t eat it, keep it alive,

It could be yu mate, an not on

yu plate

Say, Yo! Turkey I’m

on your side.



By Shel Silverstein

I made myself a snowball,

As perfect as could be,

I thought I’d keep it as a pet,

And let it sleep with me.

I made it some pyjamas,

And a pillow for its head.

Then last night it ran away,

But first, it wet the bed!


MY Christmas Tree

by Benny Bellamacina

Ho Ho Ho

Snow snow snow

What can I do

Won't grow

My Christmas tree won't grow

I've sang it a carol

I've sang it a song

I've fed it mince pies

Where've I gone wrong

So I ran it a bath

With herbs and salts

I dipped it in

I prayed and hoped

I waited and waited

Then I pulled it out

I measured it once

I measured it twice

I measured it again

Oh dear

It was just as short

It was just the same.

The Funniest Face

by Anon

The funniest face

looked out at me

From a silver ball

On the Christmas Tree!

At first I thought

It was Santa’s elf,

But I looked again and

It was just myself!



Santa Got Stuck in the Chimney

by Kenn Nesbitt

Poor Santa got stuck in our chimney.

I know it sounds weird, but it’s true.

His feet made it down, but his belly

was one size too large for the flue.

His reindeer are up on our rooftop.

His sleigh is still loaded with toys.

And Santa, that kindly old fellow,

is making a whole lot of noise.

We called the police and the sheriff.

They showed up with ladders and cranes.

They brought all their winches and pulleys,

plus bungee cords, cables and chains.

They’re working right now to remove him

by hoisting him slowly back out.

It might take all morning, for Santa

is more than a little bit stout.

If you don’t have presents this morning,

we’re sorry that you have to wait.

But Santa’s still stuck in our chimney.

He may be a day or two late.

Until then, please hide all your cookies.

Though Santa may find this severe,

at least then he’ll fit down the chimney

when he comes on Christmas next year.


Dear Santa, Here's My Christmas List

Dear Santa, here’s my Christmas list.

I hope you’ll bring it all.

I’ve only asked for gifts my parents

can’t find at the mall.

I’d like to have a UFO,

with aliens inside,

and maybe a Tyrannosaurus Rex

that I could ride.

A ninety-nine foot robot

is a present I could use.

I’ll also need a time machine,

and rocket-powered shoes.

Please bring a gentle genie

who will grant my every wish,

and don’t forget a wizard’s wand,

and, yes, a talking fish.

Of course, I’ll need a unicorn,

and won’t you please provide

a dragon, and a castle

in the English countryside.

Of course, the weight of all these things

might cause your sleigh to crash.

If that’s the case, dear Santa,

please feel free to just bring cash.

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